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What I see

The television lightly blares, A script is to my left, Speakers face and glare, Piles of CDs un-neatly kept. Some lights are on, Lemons seem glowing...
Cherry

In Port Augusta

And it's you and I a tinned radio on the bench at the bus station in Port Augusta South Australia Your face falls in and out of shadow the late...
Cherry

H - Now and Then

Another page from my diary, February 14, 2004. (For Valentine's Day)

Farmer's End

A different kind of ghost story, with a logical, but only partial, explanation ..?

She Blew Me Away

In my arms for the first time and the last, This firm slender figure of mahogony flesh, Smooth and unblemished But with sinister purity Flowing with...
Cherry

Next Week

Next week is going to end up being much too crowded with garlands, and sighing and tissues breaking in fronds. There are going to be so many moves,...

Faces

These things that come back with me from my dreams when I wake up.

All the stars

If you are there it'll be much better (a room, anywhere) writing in black ink, sorry that I didn't say what I was thinking at the time. Status, full...

The Eternal Wisdom Of The Fridge

She was balance, Harmony endangered, A warming of want, Extinct in me.

Cold Sweat

Lustful Dreams..

Idea

Boys in trouble

Hate to be predictable.

lol, its pretty much what it is. We do so hate to be predicatble.

Nature's Whimsey

valentine's poem to the state (from the dusk of late-stage capitalism dawns a new age of emotional realism)

Bucket

This is just to say it is raining so I have taken the umbrella and am now busy looking for worms in the back garden (if you need anything)

Wall, next to my bed

This is just to say there is an orange light outside my window which woke me up last night for no reason.

Clock

This is just to say: time goes so slowly when you are not here. The waiting makes it all worthwhile, though.

Pillow

This is just to say: I hope your eyes are well again, they were so red (not from crying: from the heat of the blanket) and I placed my cool hands...

Swimming Pool

Trapping water, after the light comes in through slitted windows, as if they are barred. My swimming pool would be ever-turquoise, filled peculiarly...

There is no such place as...

...Pompeii, and there are no stars because the butterfly clouds have awoken, and cover what should be night; There is no such place as Pompeii (any...

Alexandria, February 14th

a bit of silliness for blue valentines

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